Praise

Be careful of the path you choose

If it's too fast and you crash you lose

But see, if you bring forth fruit with patience

The world can see that the truth's adjacent

And I'm testimony from living crazy foul

Caught up in guns and dope moving KC style

I used to sell and smoke mad chronic

So now to the ones who do it, I'm here to admonish

Because it led to coke, then it turned to crack

Slowly killing all the clucks while I turned my back

Because I was earning stacks of them chips

I had straps on me and kept straps in the whip

But the moral of the story getting sums of does

And honies is that it quickly comes and goes

You get caught up in this image in this nation

And you facing fiery indignation

—lyrics by Shomari Tillman

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